A snap of his fingers cleaned everything, and a wave of his hand invited his customers to sit.
"Don't worry, Mister Haug. Accidents happen." Ryla's smile hit his heart with the intensity of a Silverwing's Annihilation at point-blank. "Thank you for your hospitality. I hope that Garrik didn't bother you too much."
"Not at all." Haug seemed calm and confident, but that was just his bartender routine. "He's a good kid, and all customers are welcome here."
He was actually sweating bullets.
"You were right, baby. This is delicious." Ryla tucked her long hair behind her ear and sipped her drink, making Haug's heart skip several beats. "Can we have more?"
"Yes, but I recommend waiting until after lunch, or it will spoil your appetite." He replied.
"Can we eat here, Mom?" Garrik pulled at her dress, making it stick to her skin and emphasizing the gentle slopes of her chest. "I've never been in a restaurant before."
